I ran into an old friend at a nearby park this afternoon.
Although he seemed to be completely naked, he let me take his picture.
Pretty wanton, eh?
I think I've been seeing him on and off for about three years now in that same area. It's a big park, but apparently he has everything he needs in that relatively small area.
Although there was a day this last summer when I saw one just like him in a neighbor's yard. I suppose it could have been my friend, but... I doubt it. It seems more likely to me that it was a relative of his, since I live some distance away from the park, but who knows?
Maybe the urge to explore got into him.
Maybe he was temporarily frighten away from his home by a swarm of bees.
Maybe he received a foreclosure notice in error and had to find some new digs until things got straightened out.
Maybe he was coming to steal my nuts.
In any case, it was good to see him again.
And it was good to hear others at the park say, "Oooo! Look! I've never seen one of those before!" as they pointed at my friend.
It's nice to know he still has the ability to impress others despite the advancing years.
And it's nice to know that our secret relationship extends back much further than casual observers will ever guess....